This is a song about "Power thirt"

Mr. teen and mr. t with a mouth full of powder

I am on the mic with everlasting power

Seen it over a dollar, got him under a flower

So sour its like drinking blood for the power

The nine gonna pop in silence with power

I never use a fork i always spoon her

They feed and attach bombs to their back for religion and power

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

I'm hoping i confess

Mad power like macbeth,

Reflecting how's my life if stay to the god power.

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

No money, power, or drugs,

Good kids make bad grown ups

Not too many is touching, double m g this summer

Humanity has always been about the power